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You have to die a few times before you can really live.

Charles Bukowski

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100 Questions pt 4

1. What is the definition of hell?

2. What gives people the right to dictate how we should and shouldn’t feel?

3. Why does perfume (sometimes) smell good?

4. What is the status quo?

5. Why is crying seen as a sign of weakness?

6. Is this life really real or merely just a figment of my imagination?

7. Why does rejection hurt?

8. Why is trust so highly valued?

9. Does trust still exist?

10. What is perspective?

11. How many people do we  meet are actually serial killers?

12. What has the person next to me been through?

13. Who has the final say?

14. Why are we not so receptive to the truth?

15. Why does the truth hurt?

16. Why do dimples appeal to the human eye?

17. Why do some memories fade?

18. Do proper relationships still exist?

19. Will I ever stop taking mood stabilisers?

20. What came first- the egg or the chicken?

21. Why are we so damn judgmental?

22. How does the mind have the power to make us forget what has to be forgotten?

23. Why does healing take so long?

24. Am I the person I can be at my full potential?

25. Am I a good sister, daughter and friend?

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100 Questions pt 3

1. How did idioms originate?

2. When did sex start becoming more important than human essence?

3. Is there any extraterrestrial life out there?

4. Why aren’t unicorns real?

5. Why do we hurt?

6. How is ass found to be attractive?

7. Why do roses smell like poop?

8. How does music appeal to various senses?

9. Who termed ‘failure’ what it is?

10. Why are we scared of death?

11. Where does insecurity stem from?

12. How did socialization start?

13. Why do we actually subconsciously care about what people think about us?

14. Why can’t we age in reverse?

15. Why is the fetal position comforting when we hurt?

16. Why does crying bring so much relief?

17. Why is ‘different’ usually hard to accept?

18. Why is time travel taking so long to come to life?

19. What satisfaction do some humans derive from being bitchy about everything?

20. How are mind, body, spirit and soul interconnected?

21. Where does the concept of superiority come from?

22. Why the hell can’t I take my own advice?

23. Why are some of us such judgmental bastards?

24. Why does the grass always look greener on the other side?

25. Why doesn’t the earth open beneath my feet when I need it to?

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100 Questions pt 2

1. Why is it so hard to tell the truth?

2. Why do periods exist? (Although, most of us become grateful for them when we’re afraid of pregnancy)

3. Where does affection stem from?

4. Why the fuck are assholes allowed to walk this earth?

5. Will one ever reach nirvana? (I’ve got zero aspirations to do such)

6. Where will this universe of ours end up?

7. What if there is no heaven or hell?

8. How did we come to relate certain human actions with emotional states?

9. Do we ever fully ‘discover’ ourselves?

10. As a female, why do I always skip the good guys and cry when I’ve been done wrong ? (known question to most women)

11. Why do we have double standards? (Bullshit to those that claim they don’t)

12. Why does lust seem to prevail most times?

13. Will there ever be gender equality?

14. How will I die?

15. When will I die?

16. Why are memories so powerful?

17. Why is wine an aphrodisiac?

18. Why is it so hard to face our fears?

19. How have we all developed our own personal taste?

20. Why is sex more important these days?

21. How do we start trends?

22. Is chivalry dead?

23. Why can we we so closed minded?

24. Why are we so afraid of ourselves?

25. Will I wake up tomorrow?

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100 Questions pt 1

Hellooooo….

So 100, huh? Thats actually a hell of a lot. I think those came a lot easier when I was 6 years old. But now; its like mathematics (not really, but kinda). Okay so these will be broken into a series of four ‘parts’

So here we go!

1.       Am I sane?

2.       How does one ever fit into the category of being a good person?

3.       Am I good person?

4.       Why does swearing feel so gratifying at times? Or second nature to some of us?

5.       Where does all the fat we lose whilst losing weight go?

6.       Why does oats taste like heaven in a bowl?

7.       Will I go to heaven or burn in hell?

8.       Why is it socially acceptable for men to have multiple partners, but an abomination when a woman does the same thing?

9.       Why is sex taboo? Especially when women talk about it?

10.   What is the actual universal definition of ‘weird?’ (Oxford Dictionary is not applicable)

11.   Why are all (most) of the best things for us to do, the hardest?

12.   Why does literal heartbreak feel like you’re about to die?

13.   Who the hell invented ice cream?! (God bless them)

14.   Why does mental illness exist?

15.   Would I actually want to take an eraser and edit things in my life?

16.   Why can man never be an island?

17.   Where does hate come from?

18.   Who invented bras….and underwear (g-strings to be particular)

19.   Why are tattoos addictive to some (If my budget allowed, I’d probably get one every single month)

20.   What is an outcast?

21.   Why do we gain weight?

22.   How does the mind hold the ability to both kill and heal us?

23.   Why am I so sensitive?

24.   Who in the world came up with peanut butter? (Happiness right through!)

25.   What is my ‘why’?

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Spells

There was once a piece I wrote about my relationship with the pen and paper.

I struggle to write poetry the way I used to; short, simple & straight to the point. Unless I had been lied to, it was thought provoking. Nonetheless, I’m sure it’ll come around again. “Magicians & magic spells,” it sound more appealing- anticipation of his next trick; a white bunny out his hat, maybe even two. As for the magic spells- ‘The Fairy Godmother’ comes to mind with her magic wand & some fairy dust. Enticing, isn’t it? The thought of it all. The glass slipper, Snow White. But what about the Red Apple. Not Adam & Eve Red Apple, but the one belonging to Snow White- also enchanted. However, there’s a spell just as unappealing & has put many to sleep forever.

The spell consists of a void, a kaleidoscope of overwhelming emotions, then slim to none. Only difference is that there is no Prince Charming that can kiss it away nor magic wand with a little bit of fairydust.

Society has given it a more tactful way of putting it.

‘Mood Spells’

I cannot argue with that because what else could it be?

A tinge of bittersweetness fills my mouth as I think about it because what was once so exciting as a child; magic spells, is now what does the most harm.

My crowd doesn’t applaud & I can’t pull out white bunnies out my hat. The only thing- 'moodiness & pain’ Unintentionally.

I guess that’s my 'Spell’

I’m not proud, but that’s how the cookie crumbles sometimes

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Every black person should please remember that you were africans before you became anything else.

Burna Boy

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"When wounds are healed by love , The scars are beautiful.

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Knock, Knock?

Guess who’s back? 

Me! 

My commercial break is officially over. I’ll be sprinkling more fairy dust of my creative adventures and escapades coupled with other elements of the writer and human I am. 

Expect posts every Monday (this doesn’t count) and Wedn evenings because adulting is a real thing.

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Twinkle Toes

Lol I’m sure there’s some question mark as to why I’m flooding my blog with feedback sessions all in one day. This is so because we were on a weeks break so I took advantage of it and now it’s back to reality and reports necessary (which were fun nonetheless.) 

I don’t like how my toes look like so I think I’ll just post my feet with socks. Close enough, right? 

All these  pictures will follow by the end of today as now I need to go and get educated! 

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Evening Escapades

Soooo... this past weekend I wiled out a bit with a couple of friends and the initial destination for chills didn’t fly couldn't’  happen so in response, someone decided to come suggest an alternative which was a bit away. once we entered the parking lot...long before the actual response I was a bit flat out of enthusiasm as it looked rather flat with a questionable amount of old men with significantly young women (however you choose to interpret that statement is entirely upon yourself.)

Give or take a few hours we were on the empty/dance floor in the front of the restaurant dancing amongst ourselves and total strangers whilst working out a sweat. It will be fair to say that I woke up the next day with a painful body from all the dancing.

Would I go back? Possibly. But only with the same crowd.

The evening was a total and complete turn-around from what we all expected in a bit of an unpleasant way.

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Taxi, please!

Well ever since I’ve moved back from Zambia where I was to be a foreigner who was able to use public from school with my ex (he was one of the people to teach me), ironically I haven’t been able to that in my own motherland. 

Unfortunately the closest I can get to public transport, because taxis don’t reach anywhere near my house, is an Uber which has been go-to since mt car has been in for reports for the past few days so that I don’t suffocate at home. This has happened more than once this year so essentially the most recent was this past during my school holidays so I can be someone my age and go out. 

An sreenshot of the respective electronic receipt will available (I think) for viewing sometime this week.

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Work of Art

Creating your own interpretation of a particular artistic task is usually a bit difficult to carry out because there is always the temptation of thinking about how it should be done. 

So in this instance when that task was given I decided to interpret and depict it in two different ways.

1) Abstract

2) A bit more common and simplistic.

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Being “Dipped in Culture”

Ever heard of Justice? No, not the whole judge and jury concept. But the musical band. No? Well you’re not the only one. 

I heard about them in a mini jamming session in my kitchen with someone with a wider and more interesting playlist than mine. The occasional similarities consoled me as to the fact that I’m not entirely beyond redemption. With this, I asked for some newbie music that I wasn’t aware of. Errrrrmahgawsh!!! 

God bless the soul of this individual. I then happened to come across ‘Justice.’ A bit skeptical with the first track...I gave it some more time and the album became more gripping. 

I’m sure I can say that I’ve had this album on repeat since 07.00am whilst working on my assignments. 

New isn’t always bad. 

Never judge a banana by its peel. So yes, Justice, is it. The name (or symbol) of the album is † 

Go for it.

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Dear...

When last did one use the post office for anything other than paying traffic fines or renewing car license disks? 

Good question, yeah?

Sooooooo in that case I wrote 3 (yes, wrote- not typed) letters which I actually still need to physically post at the post office. The destinations would be as follows:

- Cpt 

- Zambia 

It felt weird and tiring to a certain degree. Especially because there isn’t necessarily spellcheck or the whole thingy where it brings up the words in advance as you type (I have currently forgotten the correct terminology). Lol, but yes. It was....yes. So now in order to actually complete the whole process because I did not put myself through such pain (okay I might be exaggerating). But the process wasn’t for nothing so off to the post office it is!